Trae

Trae - Stay Fly songtekst

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[Trae]

You see me on the block every T I roll off

The trunk raise up and everything else fall off

Slabs is automatic if the South get called off

The top raise up and the 4's will crawl out

And I use to be a broke nigga stacked up

Now I gotta watch out for the roach niggaz 24's close

Fuck timid and I blow nigga, anything less than ten G's a joke

Come to the H I can show you who the king of the streets is

Trae, I can show you who king of the beats is

I can show you niggaz what a hundred G's is

A.B.N. gang might leave a nigga teethless

Nigga never heard now I'm all up in they face

Like a bad yellow bitch I'll be all up in her waist

Hit her with the mule now I got her all up in a brace

So sick with the game that it should of been a case

And my chain hang low ice fed when I strut

20 G's plus still capping on sluts

J's laced up when I'm slipping on cuts

And I never been a hoe so they know I got nuts

Pass me the ball I'ma run it for the team

Fuck respect nigga I'ma run it for the green

Cop the new whip candy black looking clean

Tilt the do's up hopping out Sean jeans

Loc's on my face two straps on my hip

Blood on my right to my left is a Crip

Plus I got shit that'll make a nigga flip

If I get a attitude Assholed finna trip

They fucking with the dub but the hood got love

Riding for the truth till they put him in the mud

Any other way I'll be coming with a slug

H-Town motherfucker I'll show you what it was



[Boss]

I'm a motherfucking fool when I pull up on a switch

Game never lame when I pull up on a bitch

Mouthpiece got 'em sick

Hard dick and bubblegum is all that a chickenhead bitch gon get

Can't fuck with my ends if I get rich

Don't scratch up my Benz blue lens with Lorenz

Niggaz don't like when the end sit low

And I pop up on three with a mouth full of chips

I'm your girl's best friend

Call a nigga with my name falling round town for knocking these hoes down

All up in my hoe see I beat my do's down

From state to state breaking the plate on 4's now

You see how the H ride bumper kit

Break a smoke on my 3's I'ma stomp a bitch

Got hoopers on my side that'll jump a bitch

Six foot Zip-Lock sack lunch a bitch

If Boss don't bang right go on tell me bitch

I'ma load up a clip right punching bitch

I see niggaz in the streets wanna act like they G's

Bang like I'm at home when I'm sailing the seven seas

True niggaz in my zone but I'm trying to get rid of fleas

If you in 5200 don't fuck with me please

I'ma stack up some cash and pain for real

When you see me banging a bad bitch out of Brazil

Trying the product on a mill with a drank that sit still

Cut Khakis Chucks with my laces on still

Check out the tats bitch check out the grill

2 double 0-6 bitch check out the deal

I'ma make a bitch made nigga stretch out for real

Like a Sunkist niggaz get peeled for the scrill

You niggaz is hoes I'ma call you a tip drill

A.B.N. gang never less than a mill
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